all places, all times, all seasons are alike to me.

You have sought me in the wind amongst the trees,

in the flowers amongst the grass,

in the streams amongst the hills,

in the waves upon the ocean.

 

Like unto the sea am I,

gentle and calm,

fierce like thunder;

changing am I but unchanging.

You sought me in a whisper int he shadows,

and I was there.

You sought me on the mountaintop,

and I was there.

All the people of the ages,

they have sought me,

they have found me,

and everchanging was my face.

In the silence of the night they call me,

and I take them to my embrace.